AWAKEN TO YOURSELF

In the Contrast

It is often pointed out that we live in a world of duality: up and down, hot and cold, high and low, male and female, and on and on. And mostly we get caught on one side or the other of this duality. Yet as we develop, and elevate our viewpoint, the duality begins to be less important that the connections between things. And if we keep elevating higher, we’ll eventually merge into a oneness. Until then, as this dream shows, being caught in the duality of things is a state of delirium. (At the end of this post there are instructions and a link to download this recording to your computer.)

Jeane: So my dreams were rather chaotic last night. The first dream I had seemed like there was a civil war taking place of some kind, and it stretched all the way from Alaska to wherever I was. And sometimes you saw families torn apart, because maybe the man had a wife that was black and she had to go live somewhere distant. Other times people were able to be together.

I remember some of the fighting was going on in Alaska and I remember that your brother-in-law was in the dream, but mostly it just felt chaotic.

John: That seemed to be what was going on continuously in the dreaming last night, was that there was always a corollary. In other words, if something came through in one way, there would be yet another way, an opposite, a contrast.

And thus it was hard for the dreams to flow because there was always the contrast. The contrast is just the contrast, and I can’t help but think that that seems to be the case in terms of the way the consciousness evolves, or one of the threads in which consciousness evolves, in which if you push yourself to an extreme contrast, something takes place, an awareness, an understanding takes place, or occurs.

But then the question is, what about the opposite of that? So it’s kind of like expansive and contractive, expansive and contractive. And this has to do with being able to flush out the future, to be able to work with the principles of expansive and contractive to get to a point where you actually have a sense of what is meant to be – or otherwise you just sit in kind of a delirium, where one part of yourself that has the 180-degree contrast goes up and contends with another part – and there is no vibratory flow in that.

The emptiness somehow or another exists, but it’s like a level or something that takes one outside of the contrast.

Jeane:In the second dream, I’m driving down a city street. Traffic’s been difficult, like maybe even was going the wrong direction at one point, but the road has opened up. I seem to be with someone I was in a relationship with in the past in the car, and suddenly this man and woman that are together, he comes riding a horse down the hill, but this hill is like all shell and he shouldn’t even be out riding a horse on it.

Plus then he rides the horse right into the pavement and the horse skids, because the pavement is slick, and falls down. And it feels like he gets off the horse, and the horse gets up and runs away and just looks like a big dog when it runs away. And I’m kind of furious at him because he shouldn’t have ridden a horse down this shell or on the pavement. Like what was he doing riding a horse when he didn’t know what to do with it, or what was good for it?

So it’s almost like I go looking for him to tell him what he did wrong. He seems to own an auto body shop or something that’s down the way, so I finally find the place where he and the woman are and I go right into their home to tell him about the horse.

They’re having a group of people in the home, so I spend a little time there, and when I’m ready to leave I even pick up and bag up some popcorn that they had served, without even asking permission, although I show them what I’ve done. And then the woman takes me aside into another room because she suddenly realizes that I’m leaving and she’s wondering what I was doing in her home, so she wants to know what my phone number is. It’s like she wants to verify who I am. But I’m trying my darnedest to remember my phone number. It takes me forever. I have to look through my purse and find this and find that. I don’t have my phone on me. I finally come up with the number and she checks it out, and then she asks for something else that’s supposed to go along with it that proves it’s the right number, and I’d never heard of that before and then she just kind of laughs because that was just kind of a test. There isn’t any such number or nobody knows it if there is.

So then I’m pretty sure I’m leaving and going home, but I blank out, and I wake up and I’m in bed with the guy. And I’m shocked that I’ve obviously spent the night there with him. And she comes in and she’s all upset the relationship is going to end, but she’s willing to keep him on as a client. She does some kind of very strange and different therapy. That doesn’t make any sense to me anymore than a lot of the things in the dream have made sense, and all I want to do is get out of there. I think my father even showed up at the house at one point, and I just want to get out of there because I can’t even remember. I thought I’d left and then I wake up in bed.

While they’re fighting or whatever they’re doing, I go over to a window. I think I open up the window, I find a rope, I’m going to throw it across a little space to where a dock is where someone can fasten it, and I think I can crawl down the rope. But I can’t throw the rope all the way over without someone having to grab it out of the water. Somehow I get out of the house, and then I see my dad who had come to the party, but he’d come with a bunch of other relatives.

I walk over to the cars they’re taking home and he’s crowded in a car with my sister and a bunch of other people, and there’s both a black and a white car and they’re driving off. And I also remember right before I left the house I glanced over and I saw my friend, who’s died, and his chest is all open and I see that there’s all this white lard looking stuff around part of his heart, so maybe that’s why he died. But it’s a big expansive open area and there was different stuff in there including this white hard looking stuff.

And I know I finally leave. The whole dream was just, you know, upsetting to me.

John: Again, it’s one combobulation after another, that seems to be the situation in a setting that exists here. And even though there can be a kind of clarity or consciousness in this, it’s real easy to look at it and just see the flip sides, everything has a flip side.

In other words, you start off with the flip side of power, and that results in something crashing and then there’s the friend, the horse goes from power to friend. It’s as if there’s a huge amnesia that exists in between those flip sides. What is there that’s visible? What is there in that because the polarities, the one or the other, each image has its own kind of delirium – and it’s like a type of cracking up, is what it’s like. I’m sure there’s something good in terms of this cracking up, but if one doesn’t figure out what that is, or come up with a continuity to what that is, you just sit, you just stay in limbo. You’re kind of in a frozen space, because you do one thing you end up with something else. So there’s a linkage that’s missing. Well, the dreams were all like this. They were one contrast after another.

Jeane:All I could remember of the last thing in the morning, there may have been other dreams but again because I was trying to always pull something together, or come back to a dhikr, it felt like I finally came to something which were these round disks that were dark, and maybe had copper symbols on them, that were uniform that went around the circle or the disk. There was something about those images that was beginning to calm a little bit.

John: This sort of stuff defeats every kind of transitional flow. In other words, what all these other images and whatnot is that you’re having, the last thing you saw, though, has to do with how things get created, or how you manifest, how you build something.

Because copper comes after gold and silver, in terms of the sequence of things. It has a very significant symbolic meaning, just like gold represents the masculine, silver represents the feminine, copper is another representation in terms of a vibratoriness, iron is the dense construct of things, and all of these are alchemical symbolic images.

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